why can't there be a GOOD song about someone named Susan? I mean, Weezer has Suzanne- but that isn't my name. The Exit has a song called Susan, but its all about some slutty girl, and I'm not slutty. I have 1 boyfriend, and he's it. DAMMIT. Someone needs to write a good song with my name.

I don't mind you comin' hereAnd wastin' all my timeCause when you're standin' oh so nearI kinda lose my mindIt's not the perfume that you wearIt's not the ribbons in your hairI don't mind you comin' hereAnd wastin' all my time

I don't mind you hangin' outAnd talkin' in your sleepIt doesn't matter where you've beenAs long as it was deep, yeahYou always knew to wear it wellAnd you look so fancy I can tellI don't mind you hangin' outAnd talkin' in your sleep

I guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to feedI guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to bleed

I don't mind you comin' hereAnd wastin' all my time timeCause when you're standin' oh so nearI kinda lose my mind, yeahIt's not the perfume that you wearIt's not the ribbons in your hairI don't mind you comin' hereAnd wastin' all my time

I guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to feedI guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to bleed

I guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to feedI guess you're just what I needed(Just what I needed)I needed someone to bleedYeah, yeah, so bleed me

You're just what I neededYou're just what I neededYeah, you're just what I neededYeah, yeah yeah

Today we salute you, Mr. Stressed Out College Student During Exam Week. As you sit in your lonely cubicle in the library, doped up on starbucks & aderol, you think to yourself, am I ever going to need to know this stuff in life? The distractions are tempting and you have suddenly diagnosed yourself with ADD along with advanced delusionary schizophrenia with involuntary narcissistic rage, and I'm sure by now you know exactly what everyone is doing because you have checked your buddy list 800 times. Christmas break is just days away, and your prozac prescription will be in tomorrow. So crack open an ice cold bud light after that last exam, because for most of us, christmas will be spent in rehab.

I hate the way you say my name like it's something secretMy pen is the barrel of the gun.Remind me which side you should be on I want to hate you half as much as I hate myselfBut know that I could crush you with my voiceI wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel.

Light breaks underneath a heavy door And I try to keep myself awake Fall all around us on our hotel floor And you think that you've made a mistake And there's a pain in my stomach from another sleepless binge And I struggled to get myself up again

I wanna hang onto something That won't break away or fall apart Like the pieces of my heart

And globes and maps are all around me now I wanna feel you breathe me Globes and maps I see surround you here Why won't you believe me? Globes and maps they chart your way back home Do you wanna leave or somethin?

And dreams came around you in a hazy rain You opened your mouth wide to feel them fall And I write a letter, from a one-way train But i don't think you'll read it at all

And globes and maps are all around me now I wanna feel you breathe me Globes and maps I see surround you here Why won't you believe me? Globes and maps they chart your way back home Do you wanna leave or somethin?

And I can't take this anymore Well I know that I can't take this anymore I can't take this anymore Cuz I know someday I'll see you walk out that door

I think I'm one of stupidest people in the world. I don't notice things unless they are directly in my face, or someone points them out to me. Maybe I just need to be more perceptive, or maybe I just need to pay attention. Maybe that's my problem- I don't pay attention.

Well I been thinking 'bout the futureI'm too young to pretendIt's such a waste to always look behind youShould be lookin' straight ahead

Yeah, I'm gonna have to move onBefore we meet againYeah it's hardIf you had have only seen

10.34 Flinders Street StationI'm lookin' down the tracksUniform man askin' am I paid upWhy would I wanna be there?

Yeah gonna have to move onBefore we meet againYeah it's hardIf you had have only seenTake controlDon't be afraid of me

'Cause every once in a whileYou think about if your gonna get yourself togetherYou should be happy just to be aliveAnd just because you just don't feel like comin' homeDon't mean that you'll never arrive

Yeah gonna have to move onBefore we meet againYeah it's hardIf you had have only seenTake controlDon't be afraid of me

Does everything have to mess up to end up good once again? Or does karma just like to bite me in the ass a lot?